Chapter Seventy-Five: Which Sect Are You Making?
The winter in Donglu is cold and dry, and the cold wind does not seem to stop, whistling through the gaps between the towers.
The golden lotus bloomed all around, and the wind blade of the white medicine was like a mud cow entering the sea, blocked by the big flag above Jiang Ziya's head, and it couldn't even make a ripple.
Kong Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, and the five-colored divine light behind him burst out, overwhelmingly attacking the banner like a big wave.
The divine light collided with the ten thousand golden lotus, and Kong Xuan's originally invincible natal divine power was instantly blocked, and he was not allowed to advance half an inch.
He snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the five-colored divine light protected the people of Donglu and the buildings in the city, leaving only the city tower where Jiang Ziya was.
I saw that his momentum was rising, and the quasi-saint cultivation was unabashedly shocking the heavens and the earth.
In the next moment, the five-colored divine light condensed into substance, turning into five natal feathers that shone with dazzling light, exuding a majestic and terrifying aura.
This is the first time since he came to the world to go all out.
The light of the great sun has been obscured, and only the breathtaking five-colored divine light is left between heaven and earth, and the pure power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth fills the mountains and rivers.
Five feathers stood behind Kong Xuan, and the light intertwined into a gorgeous palace fan.
At this moment, whether it was in the human world or outside the square, countless eyes turned to Donglu, and they were puzzled.
When did a quasi-saint emerge in the wilderness?
"Buzz!"
The natal feathers were like five powerful and terrifying fairy swords, making a deafening tearing sound, turning into a five-colored meteor and killing Jiang Ziya.
Suddenly the earth shook, and the sky changed color, as if the whole east was about to crack.
There was a deep fear in Jiang Ziya's eyes, just because his divine sense went down the mountain, he encountered this kind of existence, and if he really went down the mountain in the future, what would he fight?
He could only hold the flagpole and didn't dare to move.
"Boom-"
The violent impact swept in all directions, the smoke and dust that rushed to the sky were raised, and the city wall that was not protected by the banner dissipated into nothingness in an instant, but not a single building in Donglu City collapsed.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and Kong Xuan's pupils shrank.
Because the ten thousand golden lotuses were not damaged at all, the city tower was filled with auspicious clouds.
The banner was not even shaken, and it was windless and automatic, as if mocking Kong Xuan's inadequacy.
Jiang Ziya opened his eyes slightly, and found that he was fine, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Kong Xuan was about to do it again, but was stopped by Baiyao.
"Brother Kong, this is the magic weapon of the sage, the apricot yellow flag."
He spoke up.
Kong Xuan's brush didn't move, and he guessed what the magic weapon was.
ββOne of the five flags of the innate nature, the central Wuji apricot yellow flag, ten thousand golden lotuses, nothing can be broken, all evils retreat, and ten thousand laws are not violated.
During the Great War of the Gods, Yuan Shi Tianzun gave Jiang Ziya a defensive treasure.
No matter how much Kong Xuan can brush, how can he brush the magic weapon of the saint?
When Kong Xuan heard this, he also knew the gap between himself and the saint, so he put away his supernatural powers and stared at Jiang Ziya with an unkind gaze.
Bai Yao volleyed down at the crumbling city tower, and said leisurely:
"Jiang Ziya, if you want to rebel with Donglu, it's too whimsical."
Jiang Ziya was taken aback when he heard this, and thought to himself, is this Yin Shang Dazhu really capable of deduction? Can you call your own name?
I only have divine consciousness here, and I am a little-known little character, how can I suddenly be recognized?
After his identity was recognized, he no longer hid it, continued to hide under the apricot yellow flag, and looked up and replied:
"Jiang Shangjiu has heard of his fame, and when he saw it today, he was so young."
Bai Yao's expression was flat, and he couldn't see any emotion, so he said lightly:
"In your opinion, Donglu is not against it?"
Jiang Ziya knew that he was at a loss, and he hadn't had time to win people's hearts yet.
He even felt that this time the dove occupied the magpie's nest plan, the master was in a hurry, Donglu was not like Beihai and Xiqi, and there was no capital to rebel at all.
The Beihai Sea is a vast terrain and is simply a natural battlefield, but the environment is relatively harsh.
And Xiqi, the most suitable for the four princes to rebel is Xibohou, the geographical location is the real Tiangao Wang Yuan, just looking at the pass set up by the Yin Shang between Xiqi and the Central Plains, it is enough to prove that the Shang kings of the past dynasties were on guard against the West.
What does Donglu have?
The Wandering Soul Pass and Chentang Pass in the rear?
Or will it be a few days before the army of Yin Shang will be able to attack the city?
But at this point, he had no choice but to say to Bai Yao:
"Da Zhu, do you dare to arrange a battle with me?"
Bai Yao shook his head slightly, and said lightly:
"As long as I appear in Donglu, you are the only one who rebels."
He looked at Jiang Wenhuan quietly and asked:
"Jiang Wenhuan, will you rebel?"
Jiang Wenhuan's face turned pale, he looked at his father who had been saying strange things beside him, and found that his father ignored him, so he immediately kowtowed:
"How dare the minister do such a rebellious act!"
He complained bitterly in his heart, thinking that his father's rebellion was fully prepared, but now it seems that it was simply a whim!
What kind of thing is this?!
I'll do it too!
Jiang Ziya sighed slightly in his heart, thinking that he would simply return to his divine sense.
Bai Yao's eyes were cold, and he questioned Jiang Ziya:
"Jiang Huan Chu is loyal, he is known as a virtuous uncle, and he is an important minister in the court, where did he go?"
Jiang Ziya replied:
"Dong Bohou's soul has been sealed, and he will return after I leave."
Jiang Wenhuan listened to the conversation between the two, and finally realized that something was wrong, raised his broken head, and said blankly:
"You...... You're not my dad? β
Jiang Ziya was speechless.
Jiang Wenhuan's eyes were red, and he scolded angrily for a while:
"Aren't you my dad leading me to rebel?!"
Bai Yao glanced at him and said lightly:
"Go to Chaoge, you are the new Dongbohou."
Jiang Wenhuan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Baiyao cautiously:
"Really?"
Bai Yao nodded.
Jiang Wenhuan immediately showed joy on his face, and his face changed faster than that of the quasi-saint brush baby, and regardless of whether his forehead was bleeding or not, he kowtowed three times again:
"Thank you very much! Thank you very much! β
What he didn't know was that he would become the last Dongbohou, and he would never be able to take half a step out of the song in this life.
After kowtowing, Jiang Wenhuan happily packed his luggage home, and didn't even ask about his father's safety.
Bai Yao thought for a moment and asked Jiang Ziya:
"Would you like to go with me to the song? I can swear to heaven and man that I will never allow anyone to harm you. β
Jiang Ziya was silent for a long time, thinking that the rebellion would definitely not be possible, but he could take this opportunity to understand the enemy.
I saw that the golden lotus withered all around, the auspicious clouds dispersed, and the apricot yellow flag disappeared.
Jiang Ziya said loudly:
"Great blessing does not have to swear, Ziya has its own saint treasure to protect the divine sense."
When he spoke, he deliberately emphasized the word "saint".
Bai Yao sneered in his heart.
Sage?
If you were afraid of the saint, you would have played hide and seek with Daji in the Star Picking Building, and when your body was hollowed out by wine and Ji Fa entered the court song, she set herself on fire and spent twenty years happily.
Baiyao is not afraid of saints, he is only afraid of death.
What sustains him is the desire to survive.
He stared at Jiang Ziya, wanting to see if he could make this soldier ancestor doubt the Mandate of Heaven in advance.
It's a pity that Jiang Ziya didn't appear here in his real body, otherwise if he was obsessed, he could still find a way to kill him.
Although the defense of the apricot yellow flag is strong, it can't stop the plague poison, and Lu Yue put down the plague array during the Great War of the Gods, and Jiang Ziya was still trapped in it after holding the apricot yellow flag into the battle.
If Yun Zhongzi hadn't given him a pill in advance and put three talismans on him, he would have died in the plague array.
"Let's go."
Bai Yao said calmly.
The five-colored divine light shrouded the three of them in Donglu.